Monday, November 9, 2009

Alas, the Comfort Food holiday feast...

Seems like there is way too much happening this holiday season with other parties and whatnot. So I guess there will be no Comfort Food feast at The Dojo.

There's not much you can do when everyone's calendar is so crowded. But I will still be in the kitchen cooking and baking. This year I am going to make a few pies and maybe get around to that homemade, high octane eggnog. The rum and whiskey are still in the cupboard. Or perhaps there will be some mulled wine.

And of course there are my favs to make from scratch: double-peanut butter brownies, chocolate morsel cookies, and lets not forget about the creme brulee torch!

So no, there shall be no slowly roasting meats awaiting my carving knife. No dollops of stuffing, candied yams or cranberry sauce to pile high on your plates.

Gentlemen and ladies, there shall be no such gathering this year with refreshing beverages being uncorked and Belgian waffles the morning after.

But I sure as heck will taunt you with photos!

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Flame and Bone

When I was made from fire
Poured into the tender vessel of caution
That keeps my smoke from rising
Quickly did I discover that apart from crisp drizzles or falling snow
The world chilled my touched
Walking the narrow cornered gap between girders and cut stone
One learns to tuck his shoulders in or risk
Jostling a neighbor passing by rapt with want
For a clear path without the distraction
Of another man's boiling eyes
The tip of a finger
That oldest of all weapons
Grown deadlier and pristine in its invention
Gathers a mote of a cinder on its bare flesh
And turns pondering how best to scratch the impious itch
Prying open the tender seam
Where the oil of thought dews
Offering a new wick to ignite
Squirming alive as a salamander of mischief
That yearns for a taste of air it is so ready to devour
The steam of breath betrays me
Before the glint of orange spreads
In popping bright waves
Eroding the fibers feeding it
Leaving naught but ash
As my shell of quietude falls away